June 7, 1962
This is my own secret diary and it belongs to me and no one can read it or I won’t love them anymore.
Dear Diary,
I am mad at my Mom, but I can’t tell anyone cause they get mad at me. When I talk to my Dad he just shakes his head and [...]
Archive for the ‘Prudie’ Category
8 Feb
My Diary’s Ending
1 Dec
Prudie Explains Life
I’m rocking hard in Grandpa’s rocker as I watch the kitchen clock. The minutes sweep past the hour hand. It’s ten-thirty and I’ve waited for over an hour. My Great Grandma Prudie promised we’d pull taffy today, but today seems half over. Prudie always keeps her promises unless she’s feeling poorly. Yesterday Prudie was in [...]
1 Oct
Bo’s Introductions
I’m Manda and I write stories about my wacky family. Sometimes they are stories I read to my whole family after dinner. Sometimes, they’re secret stories and I lock them in my diary and hide them in a shoe box under my bed.
So here’s my family. There are four generations and we live in [...]
